Growing Old

Yes, I remembered my glasses
I even remembered to dust them
before I put them on
so my eyes don’t tear all over my face
from my allergies.

I remembered my pads
so I don’t leak in public
so I don’t poo in public when I cough.

Into my mouth went my new teeth
which I hate as they don’t fit right.
My ears were carefully placed so 
I wouldn’t forget them.
I like them a lot
As I can hear what you say now.
I laid everything out on the bed
before I took my shower…
underwear pants, shirt, jeans jacket
black denim pants, and black and white
stripy shirt.

When I finished scrubbing, rinsing,
towel drying my hair until it curled,
I thought…
How do I turn off the shower.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Sikorska Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 2:54 PM
Simply amazing! Bravo! I so enjoyed this poem :) The way you showed all of this and this grotesque-like humor (at least, that's how I felt it) is just great. It might be one of very few poems about "growing old" that I truly liked :)
Leffanta Avatar
October 10, 2020 at 1:02 PM
Life is filled with stunners! Well done! Aloha! Rico
Bailey Avatar
October 11, 2020 at 8:57 AM
Thank you. Mage
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